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The Strokes

In Her Prime

 

In Her Prime


Well I lived this life, I was just seventeen
And this house was built on mama's broken dreams
I put it all aside
When she looked me in the eye
Oh

And arrest these teachers for what they have read
And give all your money to the living dead
Like a call girl in her prime
Arriving just in time
Oh

I am a sentimental man
I try to reach to God with just one hand
Rejecting offers to be with you
Oh, he does it too
Get you by your side
A new way to wave goodbye
And I'm waiting
My lady!

And I'm redefining what they could not perceive
Upon their big arrival and they cheat on three
And he took them to his side
And no they could not wait to hide

I am a sentimental man
I try to reach to God with just one hand
Rejecting offers to be with you
Oh, he does it too
Keep you by your side
A new way to say goodbye
And I'm waiting
My lady!

And I lived this life, I was just seventeen
And this house was built on mama's broken dreams
I put it all aside
And she looked me in the eye
Was I gone for too long?
Did I say something wrong, girl?
Will I?

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